Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Jordan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed,
Bronski Beat,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun City Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Techniques,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jerry's Kids,
Black Sheep,
Maurizio,
Interpol,
Public Enemy,
Moby Grape,
Ludus,
Ultravox,
Stereo Dub,
8 Eyed Spy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scientists,
Anthony Braxton,
Leonard Cohen,
The Buckinghams,
The Move,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quadrant,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Music Machine,
The Gap Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Human League,
The Toasters,
Gong,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sight & Sound,
The Martian,
Alice Coltrane,
Connie Case,
UT,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Albert Ayler,
Tres Demented,
Soulsonic Force,
Dual Sessions,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camouflage,
Flash Fearless,
Rites of Spring,
U.S. Maple,
Harry Pussy,
Warren Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Wake,
Fat Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.